Shout Out Out Out Out is six kind of goofy-looking dudes from Edmonton, Alberta—two drummers, two bassists, and a mess of badass synthesizers. Having two drummers means that at least one of them is almost always twirling a drumstick in one hand, which is pretty cool. The two of them interlocked perfectly, dishing out plenty of high-hat-riding disco and cowbell over the steady bass/snare pulse. The drummer on the left played with the biggest, most enthusiastic grin I’ve seen on a musician in a long time, and after their set, he was down in the crowd dancing and still shaking a maraca. Dudes came to party. The band energetically split the difference between Chromeo’s tight electro funk and !!!’s sprawling disco jams, with plenty of vocoded vocals in the mix, and the crowd went nuts for it. A friend of mine observed that Club Pop is pretty much the most fashion-forward night in Seattle, and it’s true. Kids come decked out and hyped up, and it’s really inspiring. Shout Out Out Out Out expressed their appreciation for the response and their eagerness to come back to Seattle soon. Here’s hoping that happens.

Selector Dub Narcotic & DJ Name Names’s dance-floor revisionism warmed things up nicely with a nice mix of no-wave, soul, and punk that only got a little too frantic for me just before the headliners went on.

Another friend observed that Natalie Portman’s Shaved Head are probably the funnest thing in the world if they’re your friends, but they’re probably still a year or two away from being anywhere near as tight as tonight’s main act. They played in all white with neon streaks across their eyes, looking like some children of Andrew W.K. and Fischerspooner, which I guess kind of makes sense. Their songs share the latter’s electronics, but eschew their art-snobbery in favor of the former’s silly positivism.

(More photos by Kelly O after the jump)